Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Marshall Islands and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bizarre Inc. to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Men They Couldn't Hang record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Yaz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
The Divine Comedy,
K-Klass,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare,
Henry Cow,
Sällskapet,
Unrelated Segments,
Leonard Cohen,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun City Girls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Seeds,
The Leaves,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Prince Buster,
Sound Behaviour,
Erykah Badu,
Gong,
Visage,
Siglo XX,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Five Americans,
Clear Light,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Intrusion,
Talk Talk,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Inner City,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
Goldenarms,
The Techniques,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Mission of Burma,
Eddi Front,
The Human League,
The Victims,
Trumans Water,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.